2 days 33 min ago
Webster describes this word synonymous with mortification, embarrassment, and shame. I describe it as “Please, earth, open up and swallow me.”
I can remember several times in my life when I have been involved in some of the most embarrassing situations that I really do not care to recall. However...
1 week 2 days ago
When I think back to when I was in elementary school, my friends and I would dream about our futures and what we would be.
Would we be mamas, doctors, lawyers, would we be married or old maids?
We always pictured ourselves as wealthy women because we believed as young girls that our happiness depended on our being affluent.
2 weeks 2 days ago
As you prepared for the 4th of July, you just knew you were doing it in honor of Independence Day as you decorated with red, white, and blue, shot firecrackers for beautiful light demonstrations.
Well, you were wrong.
You were doing all of the extraordinary things to celebrate my daughter’s birthday!
She was born...
3 weeks 2 days ago
Oh my, the life of a farmer’s wife. I never in a million years thought I would even utter those words until about 10 years ago.
My husband was born on a farm, grew up on a farm, and never lost the yearning to become a “gentleman farmer.” I, on the other hand, never had the desire. I was born a city girl and I love...
4 weeks 1 day ago
I have unquestionably decided that women (including myself) will go as far as needed and pay as much as it cost to have their hair colored, cut, and styled. The only thing that compares to this obsession in men is golf.
I am sure some of you who are friends of mine on Facebook saw the picture of me that my daughter posted last week....
5 weeks 2 days ago
As I have told you before, I have 10 grandsons, no little girls, not yet. No sweet calm tea parties, no playing “mommies and daddies.” My boys are my heart; they are loveable and they seem to really love their Meme.
However, sometimes they can be a little mischievous. They nearly all have dogs. I can...
6 weeks 2 days ago
My Grandmother had a big cedar chest sitting in front of an old blue plaid couch resting against the back wall of her front room/bedroom. It was about three feet wide and five feet long and the delightful smell of fresh cut cedar permeated the room when it was opened.
She called this her hope chest from her girlhood and after she...
7 weeks 2 days ago
Well, it is summer time, folks, and time for vacations!
I am always so excited to go to new places and not have to do old things (wash dishes, cook, clean, etc.) for a while.
We always and forever have disagreed where we will go. My husband wants to go south; I want to go north. I do not like the sand invading...
8 weeks 2 days ago
With Memorial Day just passing, I have been thinking about the time my husband spent in the army.
When he was drafted in 1964, we had been married for two years, and we were both 19 years old. That age seems so young to me now, but I realize the age was young then too. Of course, we were fearful of what this meant and what our...